Justin Cartwright
Bloomsbury, $32.99
Why a new novel by Justin Cartwright is not heralded with the same fanfare as happens when Martin Amis or Joanna Trollope, say, release a new one is puzzling.
His books are funny, sharp, incredibly entertaining and ruthlessly revelatory of contemporary manners – you’d think we’d be falling over ourselves to get to them.
But he has never really taken off here in Australia, and in the UK, where he moved from South Africa decades ago.
This one is an economical foray into the world of the super-rich whose family wealth and financial connections quarantine them from the ordinary moral values. A deal made to avoid the repercussions of shonky decisions within a family-owned highly-credentialed bank begins to unravel, and everyone connected starts to duck for cover.
Brilliantly plotted, with scenes that will have you groaning and laughing in equal measure, Other People’s Money is not comfortingly romantic, nor violently exciting: it’s clever, urgent social satire.
Despite leaning towards caricature, unfortunately Cartwright’s portraits of bankers, failed theatre directors, trophy wives and (way too close to the bone, this one) small-town journalists ring true. It’s awfully good writing.
- Rosemary Sorensen
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